After the main character who took the blame retired, the female lead quit.

Firstly, the alien race did indeed prosper for a period in the later part of the story, but in the end, the protagonist led the charge to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Humans are the dominant race, that's a given. Humans are present on all five continents, while demons can only confine themselves to one continent. This is a clear indication of their dominance.

Secondly, under the surveillance of Dao, Xiao Yu, who had once taken the place of the protagonist and was now Dao's subordinate, knew that his fate was already sealed under the monitoring of the Hongtian Chessboard.

The days of countless races are long gone.

Xiao Yu crouched down and examined the broken and paralyzed armor in front of him again, with white dragon-shaped mist drifting around it.

He wasn't going to reveal this, saying that daydreaming was good for his health.

White flames burned, and Ulala had managed to knock this thing down, but... given how easily the flames reignited, it would probably be back up and running again in no time.

Phoenix...

He's immortal...

Thinking of the phoenix family members who suffered physical damage along the way but were able to continuously recover.

Although it looked like a ghost and appeared to be in great pain from being burned by the phoenix fire, its extremely strong recovery ability made Xiao Yu somewhat envious.

It usually takes several attempts to kill it completely, so in a sense, it's like having several lives.

He's challenged this dragon's scales several times already.

With a sigh, Xiao Yu turned to the dragon-headed beast beside him, still lost in his dream of the dragon race's rise, and asked:

"So, how do we completely kill this armored monster in front of us?!"

As the mount of its former master and having spent many years fighting on the Phoenix Clan's territory, it must be very clear about this.

Immortality is not literally immortal. All things cycle endlessly, and such a scene that violates the balance is certainly not allowed to exist by the laws of nature.

"Hey! Grandpa Dragon, you mean this? That's simple. Do you see the white flame on his chest? That's the fire bestowed by the white-feathered phoenix."

White mist condensed, forming an arrow pointing towards the road.

Xiao Yu wasn't blind; his gaze had long since fallen upon the white flame inside the armor's chest, which resembled a bright incandescent bulb.

"This phoenix fire is so domineering that my former master couldn't withstand it at all, which is why he became a skeleton-like walking corpse like he is now."

In reality, if this continues for too long, even the skeleton will be burned away, and then he will naturally die.

But he'll definitely cause trouble and create chaos again during that time. The best way is to destroy the flame in his chest. Without the flame, he won't be able to move and can finally be laid to rest.

In the end, the dragon-shaped mist's voice was somewhat emotional.

Following this, Xiao Yu's gaze fell upon the white flames dancing on the chest of the armor. His brown eyes flashed, and he reached out and grabbed at them.

This action startled the dragon-headed beast, who was still lamenting the changes in things: "Wait! No, my Dragon Grandfather!! This White Phoenix's Phoenix Fire is special; it only burns the soul and spirit, and cannot be touched directly. If it touches you, it will ignite."

Even if you destroy it, you'll be affected and suffer endless burning. Otherwise, why do you think that little girl fought so hard just now, even being injured by the sword energy, she didn't want to touch this thing?!

"All you need to do is set my former master's body on fire..."

"It's alright, there's no need to go to such trouble..."

Xiao Yu formed his hand into a claw shape and grabbed the fire seed. He used the Dragon Claw Secret Technique, and in an instant, the white flame seed was destroyed.

!!!

As the flame shattered, in a daze, through the broken flame in his hand, Xiao Yu saw a peculiar sight: a silver-scaled true dragon, its scales layered and its body stretching for thousands of miles, shrouded the sky and the sun, coiled around the ancient parasol tree that reached the heavens. Before the crimson dragon's eyes stood a magnificent white flame phoenix.

In just a moment, Xiao Yu returned to reality.

Fingers clenched tightly, then released again, sparks flew, and white flame fragments scattered.

Just then, the incredulous voice of the dragon-headed beast rang in their ears. So shocked was the voice so shrill it sounded almost like an old eunuch announcing an imperial decree during court:

"Oh my god, Grandpa Dragon! You actually crushed the phoenix's fire with one hand! And the fire didn't even harm you?!"

"Well, maybe it's because I'm special and have extraordinary talent," Xiao Yu replied casually, completely ignoring the dragon-headed beast beside him, whose jaw was practically dropping in astonishment.

He opened his hand, which had just crushed the spark, and there was nothing unusual about it; it was as if he had extinguished an ordinary flame.

Unexpectedly, his previously sub-optimal health on Earth has given him numerous advantages in this world.

Without the fire to power it, the flaming armor collapsed, its contents scattered on the ground.

"May the heavens bless our dragon race with great prosperity! No wonder the Dragon Lord sent such a lowly Core Formation cultivator; this is a sure thing!"

After a brief moment of shock, the dragon-shaped mist came to its senses and began to leap and frolic joyfully.

After causing a ruckus, the floating mist moved forward and enveloped the body covered in flaming armor. Soon after, it removed the skeleton from inside the armor.

The white bones were shrouded in mist, floating in the air. The mist swirled, seemingly hesitating about something, before finally separating a wisp that drifted towards Xiao Yu:

"Um... Grandpa Long, this person and I were ultimately master and servant. Could you give me the chance to bury him and let him rest in peace, so that this ill-fated relationship can be put to rest?"

Xiao Yu glanced at it and his opinion changed somewhat. It seemed that it wasn't entirely fickle and still had some sentimentality. He nodded.

"Okay! Thank you for your help."

After receiving permission, the dragon-headed beast quickly transformed into its original form, picked up the white bone in its mouth, found a spot, and began digging a pit.

While it was being buried, Xiao Yu looked at the armor scattered on the ground.

He wasn't interested in these lumps of iron, but a square sword gleaming with a precious light among the armor caught his attention.

That was the sword that the Flaming Armor had kept at his waist and that had repeatedly wounded Ulala.

Chapter 59, The Pinnacle of the Dragon Clan, The Answer to the Secret Realm

"???"

A ripple appeared in Xiao Yu's eyes as he looked at the sword in his hand. He was startled; it was the first time he had ever seen something that even the system couldn't identify at first glance.

He gripped the hilt of the sword and pulled it outwards. The hilt snapped open, and a sword aura that seemed to slice through flesh and bone spread out. The fierce sword aura surged, and its sharpness and power were truly unprecedented in his life.

To his surprise, he only managed to pull the sword three inches out before it stopped, as if he could only pull it out this far given his current condition.

The exposed blade was sharp and dazzling, neither gold, iron, nor stone. If Xiao Yulong hadn't sealed his natal flying sword under the current Dragon Forbidden State, the flying sword would probably have had to fly out to confront it.

At this moment, the system finally arrived late and completed the information about the sword:

"Immortal Soldiers (Damaged)"

An unowned immortal sword, forged by the Hundred Refinements Ancestor from a wisp of pure spiritual sword energy while wandering the world. However, when the sword was completed, it stubbornly absorbed too much spiritual energy from heaven and earth, which caused the sword to break and become a low-grade sword.

Its sword energy is sharp and its power is unstoppable. It can ignore armor, magic weapons, and magic arrays of lower quality and directly damage them from the inside.

It can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strengthen itself, but due to its birth, it has a hole in it, so it is only half full and its actual effect is not good.

One can increase their sharpness and upgrade their rank by shattering flying swords and other sword-like objects.

Note: "Ambitious but lacking in ability; if the problem lies within oneself, any desire for promotion will be futile."

Eh? !

Xiao Yu stared at it for a long time before realizing that the sword in his hand was called a Celestial Weapon, but upon closer inspection, its quality wasn't even that of a Semi-Celestial Weapon.

Or perhaps it once was, but its rank dropped after being burned by the white phoenix fire that devours spirituality.

Just then, the dragon-headed beast that had gone to settle its former master flew over. At this time, its body had shrunk considerably, and it floated in the air like a small red foal.

It was taken aback when it saw Xiao Yu playing with the sword in his hand:

"Oh! Grandpa Dragon, you've taken a fancy to it? This sword is different from ordinary weapons; it's stubborn and not easy to tame."

"From what you're saying, there must be a lot of information about this sword?"

"That's right... This sword was acquired by my former owner by accident. It was a celestial sword of semi-celestial weapon level, which had developed a spirit. Once, with the tip pointing downwards and without any external force, it fell from the sky and split a mountain peak in two, solely due to the sharpness of its blade."

My former master wasn't a swordsman, but the sword's characteristics were truly captivating, making him extremely fond of it, so he took it as his secondary weapon.

"At first, the sword was unwilling. Only after my former master burned it with fire, struck it with lightning, and tempered it with water did he reluctantly allow my master to use it and draw it from its sheath, but the number of times it could be drawn from its sheath each day was limited."

"Well... just now when I was fighting with that girl, I pulled it out several times, and she suffered a lot."

Xiao Yu shook the sword in his hand back and forth, as if it had come to life?

This is rare; among hundreds or thousands of weapons and magical treasures, not even one might possess sentience.

Seeing this dragon-headed beast chuckle, its gaze falling on the sword in Xiao Yu's hand, it seemed to have gained some understanding of the arrogant sword's subservient nature, and it continued:

"It's no wonder it's like this. Ordinary immortal swords all think that their master is a great sword immortal, or at least a natal sword cultivator. They help each other and both can make progress."

But my former master was a martial artist, not a swordsman. He was wasting the sword's potential by using it, simply swinging it around and using the sword's sharp energy to slash.

The sword itself receives no tempering; over time, it will likely accumulate a great deal of resentment.

"Really? From what you're saying, this sword is indeed an anomaly."

Sheathing his sword, Xiao Yu gripped it in his hand, saying this aloud, but inwardly he was quite pleased.

A weapon with growth potential! It used to be a semi-divine weapon, which is quite rare. You know, the Snow Tassel in Long Wanyan's hands was a semi-divine weapon.

Even an ordinary sect might not have one.

However, this sword also has a major problem; it's a troublesome weapon, as the system's explanation has already made clear.

Seeing Xiao Yu sheath his sword, the dragon-headed beast said again, "Grandpa Dragon, I think you can accept this sword. If you can't use it, you can sell it and exchange it for some rare and precious materials."

It has now fallen out of the ranks of semi-immortal soldiers, but it is special in itself, and may return to its former status later. Semi-immortal soldiers are rare, and they should be hard to find in this world.

To be honest, after being frozen for so many years, I've benefited from it. If it hadn't absorbed some of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, I wouldn't be as lively and energetic as I am now.

To be honest, even though he didn't draw the sword, Xiao Yu really liked it.

However, whether Xiao Yu wants it or not is not up to him to decide. After all, someone once loudly proclaimed that this was her spoils of war.

He turned his head and saw that, sure enough, amidst the loud clamor of the dragon-headed beast, Ulala, who had been slumped over, had straightened up again.

A pair of fluffy animal ears drooped limply to the side. The golden-haired girl's fair and soft face still bore the marks of the battle. Her petite body was torn after the fierce fight, revealing a large expanse of smooth skin covered in dark tattoos beneath her clothes.

Her amber eyes, along with her furrowed brows, looked at Xiao Yu warily, and she said in an unfriendly tone:

"Hey! That's my spoils! You're already discussing how to divide it up right in front of me. That's even worse than your master taking it without a word!"

Xiao Yu's spear techniques are from the same source as Long Wanyan's, but his control and finesse are far inferior. Wulala naturally regarded him as Long Wanyan's apprentice.

"I..." Xiao Yu opened his mouth, just about to start a discussion.

The dragon-headed beast beside them, however, was very perceptive and took the lead, rushing forward: